Sincere and enthusiastic,
Take the hardships of the vicissitudes,
Sipp, joy,
At the same time, the pain of endowing the wind and rain.
...
I want to put a clear sky for you, but I think, I may have a cold rain;
I want to bring you a splendid, but I think, I may have given you sadness after autumn.
...
Yesterday, you and I met a scene, such as the film on the air, still beautiful, vivid. At this moment, in the heart, more of the odorous thinking is also clearly like a silent shouting in the empty wilderness. You said, when you stay, can you have the joyous bloom in a few spent flowers?
Yes, life is a short process, I saw that you are in a hurrying of black and white, score seconds.
So, read you, I revisit the thorns on the way of life;
So, I read you, I once again drunk in the expectation and wish of my heart;
So, I read you, my film is a deep affection of happiness and pain.
Your film is deeply soft, it will write simple and warm and warm, like to wake up, like a dream of dreams, I open it, open my mind again, maybe, for tomorrow, this life I have been engraved in the letter that never refuses, I can't refuse and miss the courage to make themselves in this landscape, silently written.
I will tell you, I hope that you will always move in the story of others (this is emotional), always happy with your own life (this is rational). And I, whether it is like color, or tears, the heart is the same as the mountains and rivers, I staged an extremely long dream, maybe it's a touch of mind, I can't see the side of the dream. This time, perhaps, there is no bystander.
